Disclaimer: Glee is not mine, if it was, everything that happened in the previous chapter would've actually happened…especially the ending.
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Kurt was insanely happy that his first proper, real guy kiss was Sam Evans.
The kiss hadn't really caught him off-guard, although he hadn't been expecting it, one second he was explaining something to do with English to Sam and the next their lips were pressed against each other's and Kurt was lying down on the sofa with Sam practically on top of him.
He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it.
And he didn't regret a thing, even after they pulled apart, out of breath from a furious kissing session, and Sam ran a hand through his obviously-dyed blonde hair.
"Sorry dude." He apologised.
Kurt frowned, "why are you sorry?" He was sorting out the collar on his shirt and smoothing out the ruffles on his pants, trying to make it look like he hadn't just gotten out of a make-out session.
"I don't even know if you're gay- I mean, aren't you dating that Brittany girl?" Sam asked.
"Oh…yeah." Kurt chewed his lip, in the midst of their intense kissing he had totally forgotten about Brittany, well, what a better time to come clean? "It's not real." He said finally.
Sam looked up at him, confused, "huh?"
Kurt sighed, "me and Brittany aren't really dating. She's sort-of with Santana, I know they're definitely sleeping together; me and Brittany just pretend we're together so nobody finds out that we're gay."
Sam nodded, "oh." He ran a hand through his hair again, "I'm not like, full-on gay though, hope you don't mind."
Now it was Kurt's turn to look confused, "what do you mean?" He questioned.
"I'm not gay, I like guys and girls." Sam explained.
"So you're bisexual?" Kurt supplied.
"Yeah. Yeah! That's the word I was looking for."
"Okay." Kurt said, shrugging his shoulders lightly, "so, what now?"
There was a short, uncomfortable awkward silence before Sam decided to save the day and break it.
"Wanna make-out again?"
Kurt couldn't hide the grin that crept onto his face. "Yeah, sure."
-oOo-
"So how's everything with Santana?" Kurt asked Brittany as they collected food for their trays during lunch in the cafeteria.
Brittany leaned closer to him, "we're dating now. It's not just sex anymore." She told him, they sat down by themselves at their own small table, tucked away in the corner of the cafeteria. The Glee Club were a few tables away from them, Sam caught Kurt's eye and shot him a small, knowing smile. Kurt returned it. Brittany nudged him, gaining back his attention, she had a massive grin on her face, "she told me she loves me."
Kurt raised his eyebrows, and then lowered them, he was honestly happy for his friend. "That's great, Britt. Do you love her?" He asked.
Brittany nodded enthusiastically, "of course I do! Especially when we get our sweet lady kisses on."
Kurt stifled a laugh, "sweet lady kisses?"
"Yeah. Like you get your sweet dolphin kisses on with Sam." She said.
Kurt froze and stared at her, "h-how'd you know about me and Sam?" He questioned, he hadn't said anything, it had been a week since their 'session' in Kurt's basement, and they had hardly spoken since, other than sharing a few flirty smiles and glances they hadn't really communicated at all.
"I see the way you smile at each other." Brittany said matter-of-factly, "I may be dumb but I'm not stupid." She either didn't notice Kurt's look of confusion or simply ignored it. "You like him and he likes you. You can date him and we can still fake-date if you want."
Kurt nodded, looking over at Sam again who was currently in what looked like a very detailed conversation with Finn, "yeah Britt, that'd be great."
"What are friends for?" She finally started eating her meal, and Kurt ended up locking eyes with Sam again.
-oOo-
"What are we?" Kurt asked while he was 'hanging out' with Sam in his basement, his dad was currently out on a date with Carole and Finn was probably around Rachel's since he definitely wasn't currently occupying the Hummel house. Kurt was Lyon with his feet up against the top of the sofa, so he was lying upside-down. Sam was across the room at Kurt's desk, finishing off some Math homework that they'd both found particularly difficult.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked, carrying the 8 in an equation.
"Well we've…made-out a few times." Kurt couldn't stop the blush creeping onto his cheeks as he uttered the words, "so what does it make us?"
"Make-out buddies?" Sam joked, packing the completed Math paper away. "I don't know, what would you like to be?"
Kurt's cheeks redder further, "boyfriends?" he asked quietly.
Sam spun round in the chair, "would you like to be my boyfriend, Kurt?"
"Yeah." Kurt smiled at the ceiling, "I'd love that, actually."
"Do you think I should come out?" Sam asked.
Kurt squeezed his eyes shut and sighed, "you can but…I would rather not."
"You can't hide who you are forever, Kurt." He heard Sam get up and start walking over to him, Kurt say up properly on the sofa, wincing slightly as all the blood that had previously been in his head rushed away, he moved over slightly on the couch and Sam sat down next to him, closer than any straight boy would.
Kurt found himself gazing into Sam's green eyes, getting lost in them as he found he usually would.
"I can try." He whispered, inching closer.
"What if I don't want you to?" Sam closed the space between them and their lips met, moving against each other with nothing but pure passion, Kurt's stomach was doing backflips, his heart racing in his chest. The kiss was everything and nothing at the same time, it baffled him how two lips doing nothing other than making simple contact each other could ignite so many sparks.
"Oh." Finn's voice is was broke him out of his kissing haze, he was standing at the bottom of Kurt's staircase. Kurt pulled away from Sam and stared at him, his eyes wide, making him look like a deer caught in headlights. "Dudes I'm sorry I didn't know…I'll just- Kurt I thought you were dating Brittany."
Kurt couldn't move, he was frozen, he could feel the tears brimming in his eyes and the fear clawing its way through his body, he was terrified. Someone had found it his secret. They hadn't been careful enough.
"Finn…dude, I was gonna come out in a few days I hope you don't mind.." Sam had started babbling but the words never fully registered in Kurt's mind.
"Don't tell my dad!" He begged, hands clamping over his mouth seconds after the word had left his lips.
"Don't tell me what?" Finn was joined by Burt on the stairs, and the floodgates suddenly opened, tears spilled out of Kurt's eyes and flowed down his cheeks.
"Woah, Kurt, buddy are you okay?" Burt hurried past Finn and towards his own, but Kurt held out a hand that made him stop in his tracks.
"Don't." He sobbed, "Sam go home. I'll text you or something."
"Dude are you sure? I can-"
"Go home!" He shouted, and Sam leapt off the sofa, giving Finn a sharp, quick nod before grabbing his bag and jogging up the basement steps.
Kurt curled up into a ball on the couch, his head buried in his knees, he sobbed as his entire world came crashing down around him, not even noticing when Burt sat down next to him and stared rubbing small circles on his back.
"We'll talk when you're ready, bud. I'm not going to force you." He soothed.
Kurt choked back another sob and lifted his head up off of his knees, Finn had since left the basement, awkwardly going and rejoining his girlfriend upstairs.
"I'm gay dad." He sobbed. "I like boys."
Burt didn't stop rubbing circles on his son's back, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He'd guessed that the information would be something big, but he honestly could t have been prepared.
"Please don't stop loving me." Kurt cried, "please don't kick me out. I we'd you dad."
"Kurt!" Burt examined, shocked, "why on earth would I kick you out if you were gay?"
"It happens all the time." Kurt replied, calming down a little.
"Is that why you've been kissing that Brittany girl? Because you didn't want me to know you were gay?"
"Not just you…" Kurt said, "the jocks at school- not Finn or Sam, obviously, but the others…they call me a…a…" He couldn't bring himself to say the world.
"Okay, okay, just calm down." Burt comforted. "I'm not going to stop loving you Kurt, whether you like guys or girls, you're still my son, and you're going to continue living under this roof until you leave for college."
"You're not surprised?" Kurt asked in disbelief.
Burt laughed, "of course I'm surprised, my son, who I thought was saying one of the cheerleaders in his school, has just told me he likes men and not women." He patted Kurt gently on the back, "but I think I've known for a while."
"You have?!" Kurt looked up in shock.
"Since you were three." Burt nodded, "all you wanted for your birthday was a pair of sensible heels."
"Why didn't you say something?!"
"I wanted you to tell me yourself. I was hoping you would."
"I'm sorry dad." Kurt mumbled.
Burt just laughed, "it's fine, kiddo. Now, I think you have some serious explaining to do. I think we should have a meeting, I suggest you invite Brittany and that Sam kid round for it as well."
Kurt sighed and nodded reluctantly, "I'll tell them to come over tomorrow."
